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     “I know this is probably fucking weird to you. It’s fucking weird period.  I want to be inside you—no, I  need  to be inside you.  I want to put my mouth all over your body and hear you moan.  I want to slide so deep inside of you that you won’t know where you begin and I end. I want to do it over and over again, and I want you to watch me do it. Pretty damn sure you want me too, but if we do this, it’s because you walk into this with eyes wide open, okay? I’m not going to take advantage of you. We can do this as two consenting adults, but you’ll have to decide.”
    An eternity passed as she watched him with those big gray eyes, shallow bursts of air raggedly leaving her kiss-swollen lips. The longer she stared, the louder that voice in his head screamed this was a seriously bad move, and Lucas would kill him if he ever found out. 
    He swallowed hard and was about to turn away right when the lips he was quickly becoming obsessed with parted. His heart raced while he waited for her to speak.
      “My brother can’t find out,” was all she said.
    She quickly turned away from him before she lost her nerve, her shaking fingers found the right side of the keycard, and at the beep, she pushed the door open. She stepped inside and turned around to face him, her expressive gray eyes glassy with want and need. Trembling fingers reached behind her to find the zipper on the back of her dress, and she slowly tugged it down. Her hands fluttered around the neckline of her bodice, and she began to inch it downward as she stepped deeper into the room.
    Hypnotized, he stepped inside and shut the door behind him.
    He groaned when she bit her full bottom lip nervously. She was driving him crazy, and there was no way out of the asylum.
    He stalked closer, and she stepped backward. Even though she’d invited him in, she darted away from him like startled prey. 
    Sean could feel his control spiraling. After the incredibly hot kiss and the antagonizing reveal of her sexy skin, inch by inch, he wasn’t sure if he was going to last much longer.
    He hadn’t even touched her yet.
    She stood a little more than a foot away from him, her dress half removed, already. Wordlessly, he reached out and hooked a finger between her breasts, dragging the material down to her waist. The tops of her breasts spilled over the intricate lace cups, and his mind blew apart into a million pieces.
    “Can’t believe you got away hiding all this for so long, baby. I need to get my mouth on you. Would you like that, Gracie? Do you want me to suck on your nipples?” he questioned her with a raw drawl.
    She swallowed, feeling her already hard nipples turn into pointed tips at his words. Embarrassed by her body’s obvious response, she cast her eyes downward. “Yes.”
    “Yes, what?”
    “I want you to,” she murmured, color staining her cheeks.
    He pushed further. He wanted to hear the words come out of her mouth.  He needed to hear it in her voice. “Say it, Gracie.”
    “I want you to suck on my nipples.”
    His blue eyes flashed with approval. He growled low in his throat as something primal reared itself in him. Before she could blink, the distance between them was gone. His mouth devoured hers. He couldn’t get enough of her lips, the little sounds she made, or her shy tongue seeking out his.
    Mindless to everything but his addictive mouth and sensual touch, she found herself flat on the bed, staring up at him. His mouth captured hers in another slow, drugging kiss. Moaning low in her throat, she wound her fingers through the silken strands of his dark hair.
    She tried to concentrate, to focus on being in this moment with this man that drove her to the edge of her sanity in every which way, but his mouth seemed to be everywhere all at once. His lips skimmed the smooth surface of her stomach, peppering small, hot kisses across her sensitized skin. She was lost, awash in sensation as he slid his palm beneath